Tout mon amour
She's kinda crazy but that I like
We can for hours all through the night
So here's the finish
Roses are red violets are blue
I like music and so do you
Just like Beethoven 9th symphony
You are the music inside of me
Just so you know my number one is you Never in a millennia would I picture her
Her smile blinded me with white and silver
She sat next to me, eyebrows raised up
When I looked at her butt and looked back up
Looked in her eyes and saw quite a site
There I saw stars that shone through the night
Her smile fantastic, the best in the land
Wish I'd man up and just take her hand
My head was gone and spirit in shame
But I didn't care my heart was in flames
She was so damn beautiful, from that you could see
She looked like a star that should be on TV
I looked at her face just one last time
I thought in my head “ She needs to be mine ”
And that I really really love you
So one more thing before you cry
Would please be mine?
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